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Details | Narrative | |

Granny Panty Annie, the Tranny

Lemme tell ya' about a
*ding-bat skit-zo 
bee-hotch* tranny
named Annie...

I met her one night 
under disco lights 
up at Candies

She was 
starin' at me
grittin' her teeth
aimin' ta' see 
if I wanted a piece
of he 
OR
of she 
by way of flashin' granny panties

She was
shootin' pool
actin' a fool
so I 
took a shot
and one tiny glance 
but got caught

So I
lit up a smoke
and tried to play it off cool
but it was too late
she had pulled up a stool

She slurred,
"Hey young felluh, where ya' been all my life!"

I replied, 
"Sorry to burst yir' bubble, but I got a wife!"

"That don't matter kid, what she don't know won't hurt the girl" 
as she fisted my collar and yelled, "I'LL ROCK YIR' WORLD! Annie the Tranny is what they call me. Bet you been wanted ta' bone me since you first saw me!"

Fear and frustration danced on my face
I begged the bouncer to 
"Get this he/she outta the place!"

My pleas were to no avail, 
and that sea donkey lurked hot on my trail
flailin' it's arms and grindin' bar stools with it's tail

Speakin' of tails...
a shiny blue wale tail crept up her back
Her jeans were mean, but couldn't hold her underwear's elastic slack
but at least it beat feastin' eyes upon her crack
then she... 
wrapped her grimy hands around my neck and asked, 
"You n' me, boy, what the heck!?!"

I screamed,
"Look here lady, you seem real nice for a tranny;
but...
ya' see...
ya' need 
to hit the bricks,
you
and yir' Granny Panties!"

At that point the joint started to really heat up
people were glarin' like they really wanted me beat up
I can't recall how the hell I got out of there 
alive and free
it was like a big manly freight train
headin' dead at me

I'm pretty sure I owe the good Lord a big favor
that beast was the devil
and Jesus was my Savior!

It's a night I thought would never end... 
the night at Candies Bar n' Grill
Granny Panty Annie got a thrill 
tryin' to make me her sexy friend!!!




Details | Limerick | |

Viagra Falls

There once was a man from Niagara
whose wiener's so long it would stab ya'

but when it got little 
his pills became skittles   
until he O.D.'d on Viagra

© ~JSLambert  2011*****A classic "stiff" competitor, standing "firm" amongst other "members" in the "thick" of the competition:) hope everyone gets "a rise" out of it!


Details | Limerick | |

He Tickled Her Pink

There once was a raven haired Shrink
Who had orange Juice Tequilas to drink

While her scarlet souled Beau
Sucked her tinted red Toe

And she paled when he tickled her Pink.


Details | Sonnet | |

Shall I Compare Thee to Your Mother's Arse

Shall I compare thee to your mother's arse?
Thou aren’t more lovely, but more flatulent.
Rough winds do shake it; and bring on a farce
And all her clothes hath all too short a rent

Sometime too hot-headed of hell doth burn,
And often is the true nature exposed;
And every foul from fowl; my stomach churns,
By reason, or by nature's raging closed.

But thy infernal diet shall ne’er start
Nor gain possession of which now I grasp;
Nor shall we meet again; let’s stay apart,
When in eternal sounds the voice does rasp,
So long as men can breathe or eyes can cry,
So long lives this, and I bid thee goodbye.


Details | Verse | |

Enigma's Calling

Extraordinary, I am 
Craving for unusual thoughts
Endless exploration without boundary
Understanding  the gift I shouldn't fought
 
Invisible drawings in my mind
Playing with the words in my head
My passion
The food of my soul
 
I feel so lucky
The random thoughts
A lifetime companion
A self esteem builder
A goal planner
Be my forever life saver
 
I write more
I talk less
I want to please
I chose to bore
 
What tickles me the most
Is to know what I'm for
Thinking is my love
When  my mind goes empty
That's when I hate
 
My day dreaming lust
Organizing things in my mind
Playing roles of simulation
Where images of art is my vision
And words of attitude is my heart


Details | Rhyme | |

KISS

Kiss saves and kills
Drop by drop KISS increases 
To form an ocean of EMOTION 
EMOTION in love billows
Around many pillows 
With PASSION it is POWERED 
You lose control over your EMOTION 
Your EMOTION now sets you in MOTION
To the journey of no return. 
You may ask, What is bad in it? 
The bad IN it is at the END of it!


Details | Rhyme | |

Shameful Morning

not sure how she got here 
only know she needs to leave

underneath the stranger 
my arm numb; asleep, 
mouth a desert.
a hundred dead cigarettes dance my tongue dry 

princess of night 
exposed by light. 
get me out of this;
another dreaded morning mess. 

bed broken
along with my will. 
I swore never again; 
the lie is half the thrill.

~JSLambert


Details | I do not know? | |

The only one

                                                        The only one

My heart hopped,
Or I should say ‘stopped’,
I was shocked,
Because with me, he talked!

It’s me, the only one,
Whom he chose,
I’m the luckiest one on the earth,
It is like he has given me a red rose!

I was surprised, he’s so cute!
I stared at him, my voice mute,
It was like I was on cloud nine,
As if we were going to dine!

I was fully filled with glee,
The other girls did envy me,
He’s the handsomest, of all men,
And I said, “Yes, you can take my pen.”


Details | Rhyme | |

Who says romance is dead

Who says romance is dead?

What is this romance? Did it die as they often said?
No, I think not, I don’t think romance is dead.

He holds the car door open for me, but only to let me out.
He puts the keys in the lock for me, so none hears him shout.

He talks to me of all his wishes, but that's so he doesn’t have time for kisses.
He soothes my brow when I am stressed, but that’s so he can get a rest.

My tea he makes just how I like it, no milk or sugar and hot.
He says he does it that way; otherwise, I would like it - not.

He holds my hand to stop me wandering far far away,
Then he lets go as we cross the lanes on the busy dual carriage way. 

He introduces me as “The Missis”
This love of mine so full of kisses,

He kisses everyone he sees, to show that he is faithful
He doesn’t need to kiss me, unless he wants to be playful.

Romance isn’t dead, I can be assured
In his love for me he will not be deterred.

He loves me now still quite a lot,
But that may be because of the money I’ve got.


Details | I do not know? | |

Your Mistake

'Love is patient'
'Love is kind'
The thought of love
Can turn you blind.

But... Now we must
Take some steps
To verify those
Deep regrets.

The first problem you see
Was that. . .
He lied about
You being fat

That in turn 
Led ya to
Beleiving that
He 'accepted' you.

Mirrors were made
For a darn good reason
And thinking you are nothing special
Is high, high treason...

But no!
He's perfect
And no! He's kind
Seriouslly sister
You've lost your mind.

The recipe to love Is that
You have to love your self.
It's not about your facial features
Or the size of ya belt.

The man should be a rock to lean on
And not! A heartless swine.
So please next time. Do pick him wisely
Make sure he has a spine!


Details | Clerihew | |

Kim Kardashian

Kim Kardashian is a beaut, but we all know that she can be a sloot.
She was with Ray J for his dime, now their affair has ended up online.
She looks a bit like her Mom but in her prime.
Sorry Kris, it's past your time.


Details | Bio | |

Gol Gappa In Hindi Version

khud ko ek gol-gappa samajh raha hoon yaaron,
haha! kya karun aaj insaan banne mein maza nahi hai.
niche maal road par use gol-gappe khate dekha, 
bas tabse gol-gappon ka deewana ho chuka hoon. 
do pal usne taanka bhi, to darr sa laga,
lekin fir uski muskurahat ne, himmat bhi di.
tabhi toh nahi, lekin uske jaane ke baad gol-gappon par toot pada.
usi thele par, pata nahi plate wohi thi ya nahi.
khaate-khaate aankhon se paani aa gaya, 
par uska ehsaas mujhe aur khaane par majbur kar raha tha.
jab aankhon mein itna paani bhaar gaya ki uske saare khwab beh gaye.
tab maine gol-gappon par rok lagayi.
saala baadme pata chala kal college ke liye toh paise bache hi nahi.
koi baat nahi dost kab aayeinge,
saalon ko khilaaya bhi toh hai, 
toh khane ka bhi haq rakhta hoon.
kal unki band bajaoounga.
aansuon ne uske khwaab toh baha diye par iss dil se uski yaadon ko kaise nikaloon.
aaj yaaron lagta hai firse neend nahi aayegi,
mahina bhar tanhai me jeena padega,
koi baat nahi ab toh aadat si ho gayi hai.
waise lagta hai ab mujhe gol-gappon se bhi pyaar ho gaya hai. ha!ha!
bas khuda se yahi ek guzarish hai ke, kal ko woh jalebi khaate huye na mill jaye.
mujhe besh nafrat hai mithi cheezon se.
kaise khaoonga main.........jalebi shayyyyyyyy! hatt yaar!##
agar mithe mein kuch pasand hai toh bas khusboo.
wo bhi jab woh khud mere kareeb aati hai tab.
ek ajeeb si mehek hai yaaron usme.
nahin yaar! har ladki perfume ya deo nahi lagati.
bas wohi uski khusboo aur kuch mitha pasand nahi hai,
chahe wo cheez cadbury dairy milk hi ho.
khair aap log pak gaye hoge, so jaao. subh raatri.
waise mujhe toh neend nahi aanewali hai,
haan yaar! kahaan uske yeh sapne chain se sone denge?
khair aap so lijiye.


Details | Free verse | |

My Sweet Camel Toe, Where'd you Go

Where'd you go?
oh where did you go
my precious camel toe?

played me like a fiddle
with your bubbly middle
you're such a skanky hoe
but I love you so
camel toe
camel toe

we had magic
we had fire
purple sweatpants my desire
come back camel toe

victory! camel toe
you're the villain 
you're the winner
with your puffy 
wedgied center

camel toe
camel toe

you're my sassy hoe
you're my Christmas snow
gone like cold wind blows
with your return
my member grows

I miss my camel toe
baby 
where'd you go?
sweaty sweetie 
camel toe


Details | Rhyme | |

im just gonna snap okay get over it

i dont care who you are
or what you think of me
build me up and break me down
then take your "stuff"* and flee

i hate you 
you know it too
so bring it to my plate
take a point and hold my ground
to not spew all my hate

you were so nice in the beginning 
well, what the "heck"* are you now?
gone, love, thats what you are
a filthy ugly cow

i am still the nice guy 
lord, you have said so much worse
and still im here, i still get by
a blessing, not a curse.

i didnt snap hard enough to say what i meant


Details | List | |

I love

I love your soft kisses.I love firm but gentle touch.  I love the way you bite your lip.I love you soooooo much.
 I love the way you look at me.I love the way you smile.  I love the way you're shy sometimes,Every once and a while.
 I love it when you look at me, When I'm not looking at you.  You think I do not realize it, But really...I do.
 I love the way you cuddle. I love the way you sleep.  I love how you bite your lip when something turns you on. I love the way you rub your neck,when you are thinking so deep.
I love all of you,Your nose, your lips, your hair, even your smelly feet.  I love how you drink Dr Pepper. Morning noon and night.  I love how if someone puts me down your always there first one there ready to fight.  I will never stop loving you. You are so amazingly sweet.
 I love that I love you.I have loved you from the very start.  I LOVE ALL OF YOU,You alone hold the key to my heart.


Details | I do not know? | |

The break up- Footle contest

Cold stares
heart tares


Details | Double Dactyl | |

Valentines day

Hearts to you-hearts to you
What can be said about
Valentines day that's not
been said before?

Only to say that I 
love you so much that I
uncatagorically
gave up my whore.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Happy Dress

It’s a mother-in-law’s right, her prerogative 
To ‘drop in’ on her son almost any time,
But a mother-in-law should always be prepared
For almost anything she may find.

So, Mother Cready dropped in unannounced;
But as she approached her son’s front door,
Suddenly it opened.  “Ta Da!  Do you like my happy dress?”
His young wife stood there in her ‘all in all’…nothing more.

“Oh, my word!” Mother Cready exclaimed with surprise.
“Why are you naked?  Are you insane?”
Just as surprised, the young wife pulled her inside.
“Please, Mother Cready…if you’ll just let me explain.

You see, when Mac has had a rough day,
When he’s been under a lot of stress,
Sometimes I meet him at the door
With a smile and a kiss in my happy dress.

It always relaxes him and makes him happy,
Then he makes me very happy too.
It works for Mac and me, Mother Cready;
Maybe it would work for you.”

“We’re too old for such.” scoffed Mother Cready.
“Perhaps if we were young like the two of you.”
But, on her way home, she decided
She was definitely going to try it too.

So, she bathed and put on some nice perfume,
Fixed her make-up and her hair.
She was thinking some very sexy thoughts,
But she had to hurry…no time to spare.

She heard her husband’s car in the driveway;
And as he approached their front door,
She threw it open.  “Ta Da! Do you like my happy dress?"
She stood there in her ‘all in all’…nothing more.

She saw a little grimace cross his face,
But that was not the worst.
Then he said, “I appreciate your happy dress, my dear;
But maybe you should have ironed it first.”

ALTERNATE LAST VERSE

“Well…your ‘happy dress’ could use some ironing;
But my birthday suit could use some starch.”
He kissed her. “Bet you and I can work it out.”;
And off to bed they marched.


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Dat lady

Inspired by shall I compare thee to a summers day (Sonnet 18)

Shall I meet thee on a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely than my usual mate.
Rough winds do shake your darling buds of May,
But summer's lease hath all too short a date.

Sometime too hot the eye of Helen shines,
And often the shade of my deception dims;
But Helen’s keenly watching sight declines,
By chance, or God’s allowance of my whims.

But thy infernal summer shall soon fade
And lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
And death shall brag thou serv'est as his maid,
Thine face shall host eternal lines that grow’st
So long as man can breathe or eyes can see,
So shall fair maidens congregate to me. 


Details | Verse | |

One Summer Carnival Night

Tilt-a-Whirl pinned us together; On the Octopus, the breeze we were twirling through could not cool us down Reaching the top of our last ride on the bright Ferris wheel, I shivered from love’s fever . . . waiting for your kiss.
(Shadorma form)


Details | Sonnet | |

The Poet and His New Discerning Maid

The poet was in love; as was his wont, he took his lovely lady to the dell, a place of solitude, his favorite haunt, where two could go. . . and this is what befell: With images of pleasure in his mind, he led the fresh and beautiful young maid through nature’s Eden. . . Soon they were reclined upon a blanket in a secret glade. the murmur of a stream, the trill of birds accompanied him as he then intoned his well-rehearsed and flowery sweet words when unexpectedly, the maiden groaned. . . “Please cut this short. Your jumbled verse is stale, and tell me in that basket there’s some ale!” Feb. 24, 2014 for the Angel of Odd Contest.


Details | Quatrain | |

Black Widow--trochee

Black Widow


We made love in the arbour
And loft--out of sight,
Then three times at the harbour
As the day turned night.

Let's go into the parlour
In the candle light,
There's no more time for ardour.
I'm ready to--Bite!

©
5/08/2012
Trochee
a/b/a/b
7/5/7/5
Andrea's contest:"Trochee"
*Note: the black widow spider is known for killing and eating her male counterpart after she has exhausted him from all the 'love making'--mating.


Details | Limerick | |

Deal Or No Deal

<                             Once was a gal shopped all garage sales
                               Nuts ~ bolts ~ screws ~  all found in one big pail
                               Husband said had nice rack
                               Wife turns ~ gives him.... good smack
                               Loaded - buckshot - and - boy - did - he .... wail 



Written by
Katherine Stella 
9/8/2012                              
                             
Entry For
Skat's
A Poets Garage Sale
GL ALL


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Cherries

Cherries


I love Cherries.
Red White and Sweet.
The Cherry of a virgin who’s never had sexual Intercourse.




















			















Details | Narrative | |

Red In The Inside, But Black In The Outside

This Poem is about the 'hard to get' attitude ladies portray to interested guys.

Despite my unbelievable swag repugnance is her reaction to my flow despite giving no attention to her she seeks every opportunity to shout "NO!" I seldom want to be friendly but she spits on me like a bitter foe I then don't give a damn about her and she takes it like a heavy blow Out of nothing, she creates a scene but all I can do is shake my head and say Oh! the more I mingle, the worse she gets but I'll not succumb and act so low she flaunts her male acquaintances for me to notice Okay! You have admirers, so? I guessed this is a one time attitude but it has been occurring seven weeks in a row When I register my presence around her her body rhythm increases as if in physio trying so hard to pretend makes her seem like a shy dancing Buffalo Then, I make her seem not existing it's not my fault; you reap what you sow signs of her sufferings begin to show as her body trembles in sight of me from head to toe what a pleasant feeling this brings seeing her drown in her own woe Finally! She concedes defeat and already surrendering showing by the way she's changing like melting snow now playing the nice girl, but my ignore? Makes her want to stone me with a Hoe I'm beginning to compromise emotionally too and I'm scared she will get fed up and go so, I create my chance and kiss her as she shows her joy like a swelling dough revealing her hypocrisy, exhibited right from the beginning. Since this feeling is now reciprocated, she shrugs off the attitude and dumps it below as a new damsel now emitting with an everlasting glow.


Details | Free verse | |

Cheese monster

I remember 
dancing for joy 
Sitting on an open shelf 
This beautiful maiden 
Strolls into the shop 
As my eyes whistled 
She picked me up 

Holding me in her hands 
Smiling down at me 
Excited 
Oh I love 
Words had trembling effect 
with this cheese 

Taking me home 
You took a little bite 
A little taste
Nibbling 
Out of me 
Lips softly grin
bursts in flavour 
Almost cheesy 
Licking delicious 

Opening a door 
You placed me 
on top shelf 
Felt like royalty 
Lights out wow 

The last face 
I remembered 
Ever so beautiful 
Weeks pass 
Feeling almost 
out of date 
Left in the dark 

A smell started 
in fungus hair 
Taking over 
almost septic 
Crawling green 
in mildew 

Beautiful maiden 
Awaiting you in dreams 
You open the door 
Squealing out 
Monsters 
in the fridge 

All I done 
was shout cheese 
Smile darling 
I am 
all yours 
Sweet love 

Thrown in a bag 
Broken hearted 
with the rubbish 
Shouting 
That's me done 
With cheese 

It was so sad 
The green hairy 
old monster 
Began crying 
Now smile 
for cheese 

As you will not like 
To see the ugly side 
Of the green 
hairy old 
Cheese monster


Details | Rhyme | |

Jack Ace, Jackass

He’s 
cool,
jack of all trades
master of none,
as he manipulates 
women for fun.

He’s
cold, 
ice in his veins
and slick lil' snake,
he'll kill ta' steal the deal
real as he's fake

He’s 
cruel,
crowned heart breaker 
full trophy case,
but most ladies know him as
"Lowly Jack-Ace"


This is RHYME METER~


Details | Rhyme | |

Stop Fairytaling Me

I shall never fall in love with one who left her glass shoe
Neither will I ask your hand just when the poisoned  apple unchoke you.
Never will I dare marry one who in ages has been sleeping
Nor elope with a looong-haired damsel prisoned yet painting.

For there can never be a sweet fairy godmother
But mothers-in-law acting god and bitter!
And you tell me we shall live happily ever after
When you would not even taste that pumpkin in your platter?

Stop staring by your window waiting for your armored knight
He will not fetch you with his horse tainted white.
And will you please stop thinking those birds sing songs for you
Fairy tales are not meant for someone as unloving as you!


Details | Limerick | |

SOME KIND OF RED DATE


When Kate arrived in a dipped red frock Her date’s toupee flew off, black from shock; When asked, “you’re really bald?” His face whitened and stalled, “I’m comic you see, one of my props.” A mouse at dinner poked the blondish chick Aghast was she; pink face grew sick. Guy planned a witty threat Stuffed wig on Kate’s cream breast; Then meowed at the rat until it squeaked. Lisa Cooper’s Tickle Me Contest


Details | Free verse | |

Consumer Complaint

Stop resenting me
For the way I shop
The things I do 
To make sure 
My  food is fresh

I confess I feel blueberries
In my fingers
To make sure they are firm
Not too ripe

I confess I shake 
Cans of spaghetti and ravioli
So that I know 
The sauce is not 
Congealed

I confess I pull  frozen waffles
From the back of the freezer
Less likely that they thawed
And refroze into 
Oddball shapes

I confess I smell trout
Before I buy it
Placing it against my nose
In the most unabashed 
Way

Spare me your hate 
About my consumer habits
When I know it has nothing to do with
Food

As long as I bring you warm release
In the darkness of your desires
Pull your tangled hair the way 
You like 
Bite your darting tongue 
In mad hunger 
Deep appetite

As long as I reawaken the 
Woman 
Primal animal hidden 
Within
Turn your heat into a river
For a long passionate
Swim

As long as I attend quickly to your
Every lusty command
The craving of your nympho
Insatiable 
Demand 

Then  I can squeeze french bread
In quiet and peace
I can sniff cantaloupes
Without suffering ire 
Or grief

I’ll take you tonight 
In that filthy way 
You like

Until then

Leave me alone 

I’m shopping.


Details | Free verse | |

Ship Ahoy Divorce Style

<                                              Haiku

                                          sea's tranquility
                                   bestows harmonic balance
                                      amidst  tides rising



                                               Limerick



                          aye ye matey walking its own plank
                          let not ye other take thee to bank
                                raise thy anchors set sail
                              give heeve hoe to those failed
                         find ye other sailor's who's yet sank  




                                              Couplet



                    shivery timbers captain bow is about to break
                    toss overboard it's ye baggage holding thee dam weight 




Entry For
{Destroyer { Poet's
Divorce Club
Haiku /Limerick/Couplet Contest
G.L. All


Details | I do not know? | |

Valentine's Day

so, the frenzied hunt is on,
for that perfect gift,
that unique something,
for that special someone.

Heart-shaped chocolates,
diverse species of stuffed animals,
gold and silver anklets,
carefully trimmed bouquets,
painstakingly worded cards,
gift vouchers, moonlit dinners,
cruises, picnics, breakfasts in bed.

Gosh, I’ve got to run,
I’ve just thought of exactly,

exactly what my cat will love…


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Pricked

Your  love pricks me like a rose each thorn grows but no one knows Your so full of 
it as it shows so carry on now go on, go. I'm fed up with the phony and  i'm 
through with the tears, you couldn't pay me all your money to make up for those 
years. Someone help me I feel faint how could I think he was such a saint and 
worst of all I let me fall into a spiral down below. A magic called love carried 
by the dove of someone I use to know.


Details | Couplet | |

Sexy Kiss

We share a look from across the room and I saunter into your arms,
No matter how hard I try to defy, I can never resist your charms;

You slip a hand behind my head and drag me into your kiss,
You tantalize my senses as I lose myself to bliss;

Desire takes over my body as you take my breath away,
We stand in utter silence, we’ve nothing left to say;

There is an overpowering smell of whiskey and cheap perfume,
But locked in a passionate kiss, we’re alone in the crowded room;

Your kisses taste so potent, I savor the exotic flavor of you,
Your intoxicating to my senses, like the sweetest morning dew;

Wrapped in a fervent embrace, our bodies meld to form one;
I lose myself to you and it’s only just begun...


Details | Lyric | |

Sky Rockets In Flight, Unicorn's Delight

The origin of the unicorn begin's in
A time and habitat where we did not live in
In Another Galaxy it could have been in
Or in an unexplored magical dimension

It was a land overflowing with milk and honey
Pure and abundant was it's skillful offspring
Enchanted with a forest that lulls you to sleep
With it's down reaching hum stemming from the trees
The little creatures were cordial and could speak
The streams of life were the preachers of the peace
The fireflies dancing a mild ballet at night
Would arouse even the most dormant soul to sing 
But it was unicorns that governed the land
and so to say put everything under one's wing

A unicorn was considered the horse of the God's
It had the chiseled structure of a steeled spartan
It's horn holstered the power of a lighting rod
Sporting a mane as majestic as a mountain and
When it bucked on its hoofs the earth stood still in awe

They spent years on this planet protecting our spot
Behind the scenes in old men's wars they fought
But it was in the hidden rainbows with gold pots
Where their undisturbed and placid image was copped

Now its unfortunate we do not seem them nowadays
mainly because they did not embark on noah's ark
and all the CO-2 in the atmosphere we sprayed
means their world no longer remains and
Now their remains are just horses with no horns
and no potential to fly, so all they do is eat hay, ride and race
and when they die we just assume to make them into glue
JK! Happy Birthday!
* P.D. Unicorn Poem contest


Details | Limerick | |

Quit Your Growling

<          once there was old woman on the prowl
            found younger man and begun to howl
            under silvery moon
            fead him with baby spoon
            now stomach does goo goo gah gah grawls



Written By Katherine Stella


Entry For Dr. Ram's Cougar Effect Contest 
G.L. All                                                                


Details | Limerick | |

Miracles Happen To and In June

There once was a gal name of June.
Who wanted to kiss and to spoon.
  She made a big splatter
  falling off a tall ladder.
 When she married the man in the moon.

Her wedding of course was in June.
She wanted to marry him soon..
   She started to chatter
   but that didn't matter.
Their life was so much a cartoon.

The man in the moon liked to croon.
He liked to sing songs about June.
   But nothing was sadder
   when he made her madder.
Singing not of "June" but of June.

To get on her good side Old Lune.
Flew June to the moon via balloon.
  But she was much fatter
  and emptied her bladder.
Now he looked like a baboon.
  
To end this wild tale about June.
Know the man in the moon made her swoon
    He heard her feet patter
    when she mixed cake batter.
Turning into butterfly from cocoon.


Details | Rhyme | |

Kiss in Daycare

I remember her from my daycare
Not even sure if I was yet in underwear
She had blue eyes and blonde hair
I guess I was dab and debonair.

From the first day we began to play blocks
We hit the point of stealing each others socks
I could tell it was heating up
Because she drank from my spill free cup!! 

At days end we were lining up at the door
She jumped in front of me as she had done before.
Then it happened, it happened so fast
It was a magical moment from my wee little past

She bent slightly forward, eyes closed, puckered lips…
I thought what is wrong with her face and hips
I did not see it coming just thought something was amiss
But she ended my day and started my life with my first kiss.

Now this tale might be a little tall
But so was everything when I was small
Her name was Shanna and it did happen in daycare
So my story is not too tall from there.


Contest YOUR FIRST KISS, FIRST LOVE, or FIRST BROKEN HEART
Brian Magness


Details | Light Poetry | |

Kiss And Tell

<        Heart skips beat
               From boy I meet

                    Palms did sweat
                         Forehead wet

                               Caught me under tree
                                   Lips were placed on thee

                                                    Tomboy no more
                                                           Dresses galore

                                                                        
                                                                 Him 12 and me just 11
                                                                     Match made from Heaven


                                                                           Something went wrong
                                                                                With our love song


                                                                                     Denny O'Neil 
                                                                                       Did like to squeal  

Just Hate It 
When They 
Kiss And Tell 
LMAO


Story is this was my first love intrest
When we moved into our new house
instead of me wanting to beat him up
we instead played football and other sports 
along with his other 4 brothers I always had 
to be the quarterback tho because I had the 
strongest throwing arm of the block


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Stop Look And Listen

<                                               Look !
                                  Look deep into my eyes
                                 You are getting sleepy ~ sleepy
                                 By the Ring Of The Bell 
                                 You'll get up and Light The Candle
                                 Ring    ~~~~~~~~~~      Ring
                                 Now walk walk towards the sound of my voice
                                 Now kneel Kneel down by this stone fireplace
                                 Now wrap wrap those loving arms around me
                                 Now kiss kiss me on this waiting neck
                                 Now Don't Don't stop until I Close The Book


Written By 
Katherine Stella 10/21/11


Details | Rhyme | |

Second Hand Love

*This is not based on a true story, I cannot stress that enough.*

The days are lonely 
And the nights don't make sense
I went to look for The One 
And I was feeling tense

Walking down the High Street
Popped in to the Cash Converters store
I'm sure I missed a heartbeat
As I saw her lying on the floor

Used, in good condition
Deflated breasts, a sombre gaze
Beggars cant be choosers
Inviting look got me amazed

She doesn't nag, she doesn't moan
No monthly scarlet tears
Second hand love, second hand love
Stays for years and years..


Details | Rhyme | |

SOUP Spoonin'

Online tonite
looks like 
a whole lotta' spoonin'
goin' on in the "Soup"

nosin' around the comment coral
I see love 
amongst the group

yessir'...
hot Soup!
stirred 
not shaken
marriage scent in the air
no fakin'

where it leads...
we shall see
I know some 
are dippin' crackers in the "Soup"
but Lawd' knows 
IT AIN'T ME!~


Details | Rhyme | |

I Kissed A Frog

i lost my glass slipper

well really a shoe

but a prince didnt find it

so whats a girl to do

i kissed a frog

but it hopped away

no prince for me

no not today

fairytales are simply tales

and frogs are not for kissing

but without a little romance

something would be missing

so kiss the frog

lose the shoe

okay to be a romantic fool

and if your prince turns into a frog

just leave him sitting on a log





Details | Limerick | |

Full Circle

Just out of college, we would yearn for a touch
Sleeping together cuddled on the couch
Those were the days!
Of pre-wedding bouquets
Now I am told to go sleep alone on the couch


Details | Rhyme | |

Mrs Hemorrhoid

You messed around 
and married a real 
"pain-in-the butt" man 

known throughout the land 
for ripping
burning 
completely deserting 
then leaving 
women hurting

his only claim to fame 
is over reacting 
and lacking class
a self-proclaimed pain in the ass
a crook with line 
and hook to cast 

things will never be the same
trade away your maiden name 
to Mrs. Hemorrhoid 
and wear his name with class.


Details | Alliteration | |

More Bounce Per Ounce

<            Betty Boop bought boyfriend Bimbo some basketballs to bounce 
              But being blind her boyfriend Bimbo bounced Betty Boop 
              Boy Betty Boop did boldly bounce bad








This Little Lady Is After My Own Heart
For No matter What She Does Wrong
Her Eyes Seem To Capture The One She Loves LOL
And Also One Of My Favorite Cartoons





Details | Rhyme | |

A Young Man's Fancy

A Young man's Fancy

If you say ‘yes’ to be my girl
Then we can give romance a whirl

To the movies we can go
snuggle up in the back row
Watching all the latest hits
With blood and gore and juicy bits

Or, I can take you out to dine
No, don’t protest, the pleasure’s mine
There’s K F C or Burger Kings
You do like fries and onion rings?

If you wish I’ll get you jeans
I know a man who has the means
To get them cheap from off a stall
Just say the word, I’ll make the call

How’d you like my motor bike?
We’ll take a spin, if you like
Here’s a helmet, it’s my spare.
Jump on the back, if you dare.

So if you’re keen I’ll be your guy
And we will give romance a try


Dr Ram's Parody contest




Details | Monoku | |

Heartbeat Is A Love Beat { Broken Monku }

<                 seventh grade third hour spelling teacher
             

                                    heartbeat is just a silly love beat








Tribute To
Teenage Crushes
On Teacher's LOL


Details | Quatrain | |

FOLLY OF SECRETS


Should winter cometh before roses bleed wouldst thou be fair and warm mistress’ fire? Alas, waiting wife desires the same need to float upon the night her sparrow’s lyre. I pray thee, wash away the night’s coldness Till we lay on thick mat and yield to time, with secrets that moon shalt guard our madness thou art mine though we hide fine bliss of wine. But lo! Thy old dame searches for Lord’s name clanging gates with neighs, her face known to all Whilst she rages of us; townsfolk cry, “ shame!” On eve’s folly, tryst doth claim fools’ toll! . …….. . Contest: Lisa Cooper’s I Want Some Old English Scandal


Details | Limerick | |

The Last Of The Romantics

She was the only love he'd ever known

   For the cheap wedding ring he would atone

      She pined for a bigger "ice"

         A five carat stone would be nice

            The jerk bought her a one ton graveyard stone

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved


Details | Romanticism | |

Reflections in the Firelight

The wood is piled
my emotions riled
Sweet expectations
settle in my soul

Sweat dappled brows
my emotions drowse
sudden conclusions
fill in the hole

of my heart.

The fire started in the pit
warming ourselves 
in it's globe
and there we sit
like two lost elves
waiting to disrobe

Take your time,
Love
The perfect man
does exist.

rlm '09


Details | Limerick | |

Trader Joe

<                           once there was a man named trader Joe
                             could do nothing with hair so let grow
                             under big coonskin hat
                             fleas tick and his pet rat
                             mercantile's just say Oh Hell No


                            once there was saloon name lucky spur
                            where traders brought in their hunted furs
                            in walks old trader Joe
                            miss Molly said let's go
                            now both itch scratch from leftover burrs


Details | Couplet | |

Valentine Romance

Valentines day is always something special to me, I explained. 
So I planned a romantic evening and got ready for my campaign.
The children were at a sleepover with their favorite friends they adore.
So I met my hubby as he came in, accidentally tripping and making him hit the door.
Thank God his head is hard as he hit that, the nearby TV, but very little more.
I made Cherries Jubilee as a snack while he sat there with an ice pack to his head. 
But before I knew it, I’d knocked it over and almost burned down the house instead.
When he finally put the fire extinguisher away…
I got up and got some of the kids’ apple tarts I had made. 
He bit in deep and burned his mouth, declaring he wasn’t hungry and the pain would fade.
Next he decided to go upstairs, but I had put rose petals down everywhere in spades.
And yes you probably guessed it… he slipped and ended up needing a little aide.
At this he decided to take an aspirin and lay down upon the couch. OH  HHWell…
But I knew the rest needed to happen above, to totally create this romantic spell…
I had to get him to the candles and bubble bath, where my romantic dreams still dwelled. 
So I got out some scarves and danced toward him, tying up his hands before he fell.
He never knew what hit him as he was lassoed and gently bounced up the stairs.
I guess I wouldn’t have had to tie his feet… a few words would have done as well.
But you know me when I get going, my mind tends to lose a few brain cells…
He was flustered, exhausted and bruised when he got there, but he’s made of the right stuff.
Though as I took off the scarves, he flopped on the bed pulling the covers over his head kind of rough.
He said he loved me, but living with me could be kind of tough.
He said it was better to leave it to him, for the romantic endeavors and such.
He said he had reservations and play tickets in his shirt pocket for later on that night.
But what he needed now was some aspirin and a few moments of quiet respite. 
So with a sigh he started snoring, and my romantic dreams were momentarily crushed.
I dearly love the man you know. But, do you think maybe I tried too much?


Details | Ballad | |

THE WISHING WELL OF A SUN-RISE,

It is...within the tiny things of early morning, that moment breaths alive, it is within the tiny whisperings, that a melodye plays...like the very dear and the antelope, play home on the range.

so goes the melodye of heart beat, that plays quietly the songs of soul,

here a rhyme is born of day-light coming so soon, through the early morning eyes of the moon-light, and the starry dreams of twilight's transitioning...

into the light of a love letter written to dawn.

soul to soul conversing, as in this love letter, the letters just join hands with the words and just march across the sky...and at the end of the rainbow, there be plenty of golden time,

way down deep on the inside,

...as the inspired choir, of a bumble bee, or a butterfly, starts to sing, like tiny things that live,

flower to flower,
blossom to bloom,

watered and deeply cared for...

O' Eden.

I say, deep beneath the surface of a wishing well...where the pennies lay,

I wish a sun-rise.








Details | Rhyme | |

I Love It

I Love It

I love it when you look at me with tenderness,
I love it when you smile and say you care.
I love it when you kill me with your sweetness,
I love it when you stay and lay bare.

I love it when it’s just the two of us,
I love it when we go back to the first time we met.
I love it when things run smooth without a fuss,
I love it when we solve our problems without a sweat.

I love the way you say my name,
I love the way you hold my hand.
I love the way you stay the same,
I love the way we kiss in the sand.

I love the way pout your lips when you’re mad,
I love the way you pinch me when I’m late.
I love the way you need me when you’re sad,
I love the way you tell me that you’ll wait.


Details | Senryu | |

I Don't Give A Hoot

<                             beneath swollen moon
                               silhouttes conjoinment dance
                               hooting escalates  







Entry For
Sensuous Senryus


Details | Sonnet | |

My Love Affair with Poetry

Nights when I’m alone,
Icy wind flittering through the window,
The absent warmth of love echoing in my empty room,
I have frequent love affairs with poetry.
Its pulsating words gush themselves out on the white blank page,
It caresses my every emotion,
Sending me reeling through a torrent of multiple ecstasy,
I scream with release as every unhinged secret is documented rhythmically, 
After, subdued by unthinkable shame,
I stash it away with the refreshing slide of a closed drawer,
I light up a cigarette and lie within the sheets like a film star,
I am who I choose to be,
Husband rings, why don’t I answer the phone?
I’m having an affair with poetry. 


Details | Rhyme | |

Feb 14

chocolate hearts and candies in boxes
play their part in having me nauseous 
passion a project for the masses 
roses in package, romance the passage
red, white and pink, fed right in the link
bed time in sync, just what you think
that one day out of three sixty five
your partner should get recognized
consumption used to fortify
love thatll last the rest of our lives
trickier than lovers that are porcupines
a sort of lie, could put a hole in your heart
bigger than a quarters size
beyond the balloons, heart strings in the loom
the only thoughts i consume, 
is i need a sun with my moon


Details | Couplet | |

MY BEST BAD CHOICE poetry contest ADULTERY

        MY BEST BAD CHOICE

Was a time --not long ago
When you begged me sweet and low

“Cast your net upon the sea
Quickly,darling, marry me!”

My heart caught 
and in a minute
My life was soup
And I was in it

A fair eyed man means dangerous shores
& I'm adrift-- mid rocks galore

On a current, flashing fins
You cast your line--
And hook sweet sins

And, at work you cannot think
When fishy eyes blink out a wink

Even friends are not off limits
When tides wash in the vodka gimlets

Do I hate you, yes, I could
Do I hate you, no, I should

A straying man on marriage seas
Navigates adulteries

When asked to re-chart his course
He usually stomps and screams “divorce”

MORAL 1:

Mixing metaphors and such
Keeps the critics out of ruts

MORAL 2:

Straying husbands/shagging rabbits
Cannot/willnot change their habits.




Victoria Anderson-Throop
Oct 10, 2012


Details | Couplet | |

Internet romance questions

Where do you see yourself in 5 years?
Do you enjoy a glass of wine or a few beers?

What makes you who you are?
What would you wish on a shooting star?

How would you describe yourself if I was blind?
What is the one thing always on your mind?

What is your worst attribute or flaw?
Do you drink from the glass or use a straw?

What is the number one quality you are looking for?
Would you drink milk from a dairy or must it be from the store?

Water from a bottle or out of the tap?
Do you like our president or is he full of **ap?

Well some were deep some were not,
But here is a list of questions I forgot.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Proposal

The sun was shining brightly 
As we drove around his land
And showing me his kingdom 
First, before he asked my hand

We stopped for cake and coffee 
It was almost half past two
And that tall man was shaking
When he told me I love you

He gently bent to kiss me 
His lips began shaking fast
I thought this was the moment
That he would ask me at last 

We climbed inside his Audi
Driving slowly to his farm
I thought this was the moment
When he gently touched my arm

But no, he was just helping 
Me kindly into the house 
We both walk in together 
Was he playing cat and mouse

At six o’clock he brought me 
Out to watch him milk the cows 
And sitting on the stone fence 
I watched as he fed the sows

I never thought he’d ask me
As I sat perched on my thrown 
Then came, will you marry me
And his farm became my home 

I know that’s not romantic 
In this land of poetry 
But standing in the manure 
Was better than bended knee

Written by Brenda Meier-Hans 
09.23.2014
Contest: Will you Marry Me
Judy Konos
1st


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Danny Boy

Well Danny, boy you've got me beat
I keep thinking that you really care
You hug me softly, take my hands
And send these butterflies in the air

You've heard my stories over again
Of failures and mishaps and pain
You tell me that you're different though
And invite me to sing in the rain

Danny boy, you stop my heart
Those eight minutes we talk each day
I wake up waiting for that bell
That'll signal you walking my way

And I can't look when you're coming close
I'm afraid that I'll forget to breathe 
Every day it gets worse for me
And I wish the butterflies would leave

Danny, you're playing with my head
And I wish that you could see
I hide my feelings for my best friend
But It's taking all of me





Details | Rhyme | |

Trouble

He was sun-scorched, flame-torched
stood tall, strong as a brick wall
loose-hipped, well equipped
in for the count, without a doubt
expert tracked, surprise packed
spurs jangled, wild mustang wrangled
I should have, could have
but I was lost, dust-bowl tossed; in Trouble!
 
In a mess, I confess
as he turned, my body burned
fanned my face, acting chaste
he was endearing, God-fearing
a lop-sided smile, immaculate styled
I could have run, fired my gun
but I only choked, when he spoke,
he was ice cool, me more the fool; he's Trouble!
 
He tipped his hat, steel-grey eyes of a cat
heavy lidded, my heart skidded,
he said, 'Maam?', took my hand
his cornfield hair, his unnerving stare
I might have, right have
high-tail, hit the trail
the preacher grins, there's all my kin
now side-by-side, my downhill slide; into Trouble!
 
All curtailed, I in veil
'Do you take?, my mistake?
white wedding gown, two hearts pound
next the ring, my clammy skin
my Pa's tears, must squelch my fears
all too late, more my fate
the thrown rice, last minute advice
my Mama's bliss, that sweet kiss; of Trouble!
 
Blushing bride, our buggy ride
all alone, our log cabin home
white picket fence, it all makes sense
just me and you, the mountain's view
angels singing up above, it must be love
carried past the oven door, need I say more?
a four-poster bed, enough said
'What a Man!', to our life plan; without Trouble!
 
©25/02/2012
 


Details | Free verse | |

Glitter World

Glitter World
I see the world as my pearl
My place to take a whirl
And twirl around like a sexy girl
A place where there is little turmoil
My world is place
Where all flags can
Freely unfurl
Where a boy’s hair can curl
Everything’s glitter in my little world.


Details | Senryu | |

Wet Kiss

Kisses are like rain, 
they can bring a fruitful harvest... 
or a hurricane


Details | I do not know? | |

Love Birds

I wish i was a lovebird
 never lonely, one of a pair
 locked in a cage with the one i love
 someone who is always there

 Somebody i can sing to
 who's song is as pure as mine
 to spend every waking hour with 
a better pastime i am yet to find

 to climb my perch and ladder
 surronded by the bars
 to be hung up high away from harm
 How lucky we lovebirs are

 I wish i was a Lovebird
 for when my lover dies
 I will gladly leave my life 
to be right by her side


Details | Rhyme | |

The Workout in Rhyme

I was on a machine
Working out – burning steam
As the “Calories Burnt” numbers grows
When this pretty young thing
Turns around – my eyes sting
As her nipples in tight t-shirt shows

Well, I drift off sometime
Lost in space – lost in mind
When this pretty young lady walks past
Then she stops and she said
Take a picture instead
Cause staring at them just won’t last

I snap out of my stare
And say “who – what – why – where”
She says “take your eyes off my breast”
Then I say “can’t you see
They are pointing at me
As even you can attest”

“I assure you I can’t
Control my nipple’s slant”
And I said “the same with my eyes”
Then she said “look away”
And what could I say
“wear t-shirts with much thicker plys”

Then I starred with a grin
From her breasts to her chin
And I knew we were destined for more
She quickly agreed
Then when we did the deed
I awoke with a start from a snore

I got up – changed my pants
To the gym – hoped to glance
The woman I saw in my dreams
This time I’ll relax
Take my eyes off her rack
And at least get her name by all means

Mdailey	6/13/11
Inspired by Joe Flach’s poem “the Workout”


Details | Free verse | |

The Barnacle on my bum part 2

My tale about the barnacle I bared upon my bum
has now passed into legend and folk law
The  battle I thought was over and now long done
Just when I thought I could sit down and relax
and lick my wounds
and heal my poor bum
I now have two barnacles
clinging on instead of one.

Their jealous of each other
and  like a porcupines
my bum is very sore
I'm stuck in the middle
and I don't think I can take any more!!!!!.
My telephone is melting
and they push love notes through my door
I'm divided down the middle
and I'm preparing for war.

I have no idea why they follow me around like flies
maybe it's my aftershave that smells so nice
There's nothing about me
I do declare
but everytime I turn around
there's always someone there.

Why couldn't it ever be
who I really like
I even tried to escape on my motorbike last night
I thought I was just saddle sore
but latter when I pulled my trousers down
what did I see
not two barnacles but three.

I darn't leave the house no more
and I've barricaded myself in
I'm now a nervous wreck 
and I've taken to drinking Gin
I've sealed the letter box and took the phone of the hook
and have been searching amazon for a useful book.

If your a poor sufferer too
have a hammer and chisel
we can help each other get through
just bare your bum like me
and maybe we could throw the barnacles back into the sea.


''Beware! their out there''.





Peter Dome. copyright.2014.march.






Details | Rhyme | |

The Clothes Horse

The Clothes Horse
Joanna Davis


He rode her in autumn, winter and spring
In summer he bought her everything
balmain, chanel… the finest couture,
this lonely clothes horse with elegance wore
Each affair she saw through her designer lens, 
and with christian dior he make amends
In every debauchery he could safely wallow, 
as his shackled filly would every lie swallow
So heed this lesson and don’t be spoon fed,
or you’ll be a horse’s a** instead of a thoroughbred!


 


Details | Rhyme | |

First Date Frights

A date can be exciting
When you meet up the first time
She waits for his arrival
And her heart beat starts to climb

He takes her to the cinema
Chivalry opens the door
'Ladies first' he speaks with his eyes
As her heart beat races more

He purchases two tickets
For the snacks she says, "I'll pay"
He looks at her as it's his treat
and says to her "no way"

"I chose a scary movie
To give us both a fright
If you get scared do not worry
Just don't be scared to hold me tight"

They both enter the screening room
She's thinking he's quite sweet
He asks and gives her the choice
To pick which ever seat

He lifts the middle arm rest
To give a tiny hug
And puts his arm around her
In order to get snug

A scene or two she cannot look
And hides her eyes against his chest
She settles down but stays right there
Against his warmth she starts to rest

The film is scaring everyone
And the audience is frantic
But they just both enjoy their company
As they're both a hopeless romantic.


Details | Rhyme | |

Drippity drip drip

Take me there I don't care Touch my hair Eat this pear!!! I am bare Want to share? Do you care? I am bear I'll let you stare Don't go there By the chair Or on that stair? Your skin is fair You look like Cher Come to my lair But pay my fare Drippity drip drip


Details | Sonnet | |

Shall I Compare Thee to a Summers Day

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more annoying than a buzzing mosquito. Rough winds do radiate from your way, And your face is red as a ripe tomato. Sometimes too bright your sweaty skin doth shine And often is my fair vision dimmed By the sight of your face, in decline, And your thighs, needing to be slimmed. But thy eternal summer shall not fade When will you pay the money that thou ows’t? Thy personality cuts me like a blade When in eternal lines to time thou wrinkles grow’st, So long as men can breathe and eyes can see, So long lives this: thou shalt remain ugly.


Details | Limerick | |

Explosions Galore

When February first came around.
The month in which lovers abound.
    I made a hot date,
    but as was my fate.
Had eaten beans making gaseous sound!

For Brian Strands contest


Details | Rhyme | |

All Things White

                               The White Charger
White is the steed that gallops, sparks fly from his mane 
The rider reaches out to my heart, passion burning as a flame
Entwined in hope, flames burn high, passion ever ascending 
The white charger gallops by now, passion assuaged and descending.


                               My Mind Is Blank
My mind is blank a sheet of nothing white as virgin snow
Where is it now I am searching lost not knowing where to go?
White and blank no thought at all what am I to do
I know I’ll get my pencil out and draw a picture of you…


                               White Wedding 
Pure white the ghostly figure, as it floats around the room
It stops and smiles sardonically, at the soon to be groom.
I see you are taking a wife; she once was to have been mine
Well my friend be careful, you soon may have to pay life’s fine...

The ghostly shape now pressed close, to the sweating groom
“I don’t know what you are talking about- please leave my room.”
Oh you will find out soon enough, after the vows are said...
Then the black widow bride, will find a reason for you to be dead

Her only wish is a wedding, a wedding all in white
A husband she does not desire, you will find that out tonight
Don’t drink the wine or take your fill, from the wedding glass
Believe you me it’s not worth the risk, this is what has come to pass.

The whiteness of her veil hides the stone heart of a killer
The black hearted murderess, to her this is the thriller...
To take a groom so young and strong, his heart he wants to give
She will take it out of you, so be warned now - run to live.

Well that’s his story and he was sticking to it as he left the church at great speed…
© 3/10/2102


3 Different poems For  the  Whiteness Contest.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

You

Every day just this time I wait for you with full zeal From my window to look you, To watch you. Because your presence Helps to make a radical change Within a few minutes in our Sultry environment, The fair beauty. I became impatient to look you And you came. You came like a tuber rose, Just unfolding her petals. Your dazzling white teeth Helps to make much attractive Your famous bit of smile. The vernal breeze often Try to remove the scurf skilfully From your prominent bosom And you often try to fix it. A premature tinny boy Trying to attract your attention, See your reddish eyes, seems You want to stroke his head-quarters. Uncle John has a peculiar habit Embrace an young girl. Your quick depart proves He is near-by.


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Playpen

They talk and talk
Running in circles
Trying to make sense
Of what they have, between the two of them.

They both have a lot of baggage, I suppose
Old wounds that haven’t entirely healed
Memories that tug at them when they indulge in reminiscence
Tears they have never shed, anger they have never expressed.

They are a bit like wary children,
Meeting for the first time across a playpen
Wanting to play, but cautious too
Awkward and shy, not sure what will happen
If he isn’t good at peek-a-boo
Doesn’t like to color the flowers pink and blue
And many such things which she likes to do.

Or worse yet, what if he is mean and a bully?
Pulls her pigtails and makes her cry
Destroys her drawing, draws a mustache on her pretty butterfly?
So she is cautious, and quiet as a mouse
Peering at him through her lashes, too shy to tell him to come close.

He, on the other hand, tries to look bored and impressive
And like he has done this a million times
Like he knows a lot, lot more than he actually does
The alphabet, the spelling of his name, songs and rhymes.

He has met girls before; and thought they were silly
Squealed too much, wore clothes that were too frilly.
This girl was no different; she wore a pink bow and carried a dumb doll
But there was something about her, which made him think girls weren’t so bad after all.

She, on the other hand, had never talked to a boy before
Nor had she ever wanted to
Boys were aliens to her, those loud sweaty things
Who eat their nose boogies, and always have something naughty to do.
But this boy, with his big floppy bunny ears;
Something in his voice and his laugh, too
Made her want to sit next to him, and pat his hand when he got a boo-boo.

So they sit, on far ends of the playpen, sneaking peeks at each other,
Making up their minds to ask the other to play together
And changing their minds the next instant-
Maybe it’s not a good idea to be so blatant.

Maybe they will become friends, before the bell rings, before the day is over
Or maybe they will be strangers forever.
However it turns out, they will be okay
Because that is children’s way-
They always end up finding someone with whom to play.

Neither of them knows how they feel about each other
Or if anything at all
All they know is that they want the other to stick about
At least long enough for them to figure it out.

So that is the story, of two grown-up children
Trying to make life happen
Reaching out for something that looks golden
But then again
Even if it they end up mistaken,
They’ll eventually find the right person
Somewhere in this big wide playpen.


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Always

Walking with you all the way, because I missed you night and day. 
Holding your hand to help guide the way, in the light of the moon? 
Sunshine brightening our lives whispering ways, hold my hand, 
I want to be with you, up lift your soul in oh so many crazes. 
Hold you in my arms and remembering when our lives took us, 
Each to two separate places, what am I to do now? Eyes so clear, 
Pull your likeness... 
Closer to me now and cling to you at closed in spaces? 
Whisper in your ear that I have no grievances to spare, so come to me, 
Come to me now, I want you to be here, love me now, I have a life to share. 
The effects are rollin over our bodies, like it can’t decide, 
Caught in between here and taking you out to be the ride of your life. 


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Love Story ( How I Met Me Wife)

She sat on the bench eating a pear
My eyes were drawn to her in an eye-popping stare
She was shorter than me so I was in love 
I have to have this woman, an angel from above

She worked in a restaurant across the way
So I would go in and order toasted cheese twice every day
For three months, every day toasted cheese
Till the voices in me head said “ We sick of it, ask her out please.”

So I went in to ask her out
The place was packed, people all about
Now the counter slopped away from the customer 
So I tried to lean on it, slipped and fell what a bummer

She rushed round and just before I past out, before it was too late
I slurred “Will you go out with me for a coffee or a tea,” and that was our first date
The next day I sent her flowers and a card
I paid a lot, so the rest of the month was hard

I called her in the night to see her reaction
She was delighted with the affection
So I told her you are going to be my wife
She laughed and said get a life

She said how do you know
I said I prayed for it and God said so
We dated and eight months, we married
And boy what an effort it was over the threshold she was carried

That should have been the warning, not better but worse
We live together, don’t talk and I stay with an empty purse


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Solo Flight

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Solo Flight
Joanna Davis

I’m going so next time round
 ‘cause no brave knight have I found
Who’s good enough to rest his head,
upon my silken feather bed?
I’m going solo with no reservations, 
without maybes, buts or procrastinations
I’ll seek some alternative recreation
on which to channel my frustrations
In which to put my soul and heart,
like psychology, law or Egyptian art!
With me mankind would one giant step forward~~~~leap,
or maybe I’ll just go back to sleep
Tomorrow’s another day to start over,
relentlessly seeking my four leaf clover!


Details | Cowboy | |

Untitled

Tainted love 
or tired love?
Smug attitudes
and weak games
Look at you!
Your such a lame!
Me cry?! Ha! Not no more!
NOT EVER!
Five point five years
What a joke?!
All you do is lie
Keep smoking your life away!
Wake up before its too late!
Before this love turns into hate!
Your too old to act this way!
Your too comfortable
You cant stay!
In my life!
In my way!
Goodbye to you!!!


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Love Hurts - The Symptoms

Thoughts displaced by rolling palpitations,
From left to right grow these numbing sensations,
A face which spirals down, drooping from smile to frown.

Time hibernates in this moment protracted,
Legs bow and shake to our drama just acted,
Senses into overdrive, does pain show you’re still alive?

Oxygen masks, Coxes’ rowing commands,
Heart beat machines is what love demands,
“You need time to relax”, prescriptions from Quacks,
Is love just a commonplace heart attack?


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Oh What Fun

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Life Without  U & Me
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Hate Cleaning Up 
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Little Red

Full Moon Brimming 
On A Hungry Wolf
Fire still burning 
Words are not enough

Red Riding Hood,
You stopped me where i stood.
The basket you held, looked so good,
I enticed...And you fell... 

In the woods... safe and sound
We could not believe what we had found
Me in denim... and you it lace

We understood, each other so very well
Full moon brimming over with light
Gazing into the eyes of the other

The twin to me, I did see, in You.
Be careful with my heart, my love.

My running shoes are unlaced for now,
So lean back and enjoy the ride.
Embrace all the laughter, our lives allow.

rlm


Details | I do not know? | |

King to Me

Clamped down with no air to breathe,
Get off me, let go, I beg of you please.
One more breath that’s all that I ask.
I never understood heartbreak before tonight, 
but people were right,
Its leaves you hallow with no light.
I do not blame him, he was too good for me I realised,
But all I wish is that he didn’t see,
That’s so wrong but that’s just me.
I will do anything to be back with my baby.
If words would work I would send this to you,
But like I’ve said before actions will only do.
Believe me when I say no one has loved you more,
Just look into my eyes and you will see what I adore.
Love is a funny thing, it cannot easily be seen,
Surly I should have a flashing sign that says spoken for with glee.
You may not want me now, but that sign will be there,
Until we finally meet and our hearts we can share.
I will treat you like a king, because that’s what you are to me,
You deserve everything in this world and much more than me.
But I will do my best to support you,
In your darkest hours and the fun times too.
I will smile and pat your head because you know it’s true,
That I can’t imagine being with anyone in this world but you.
You may think I’m condescending when I pop out with such words like “your sexy 
ass too”
But the funny thing is, is that it’s totally true.
I’m glad you don’t see yourself as clearly as I do,
Because there is no way I would end up with bloke like you.
A kind and smart witted guy I have to declare, that you can have my heart,
As long as I don’t have to share.
That’s all that I ask, is that you love me back,
It’s not too much so please don’t grow impatient and crack.
When we meet it will be worth it I swear,
We will hold each other in our arms and.........life will be fair……..


Details | Light Poetry | |

Are you a man

Lovey-dovey, honey puff! You're a hero, if your wife Thinks of these words When they say Of her husband And you're not gay.


Details | Rhyme | |

Remember

“I can’t remember you, but you are pretty,” said the old man Tears formed in the eyes of the woman "Who are you?" His voice was the grayest of blues "Are you my new doctor? Or perhaps a nurse?" Silently, the woman took something out from her purse The photo was a wedding shot of a young pair His smile was dimpled and wide, and she had curly hair The woman handed the photo to the old man Setting it on his shaky hand He stared at it long and hard, trying to remember He looked at the date in the back—the 13th of December He looked at the woman in sudden surprise “Marianne!” He cried with joy. “Of course, my wife!” She left the room without another word That was the name of his first wife—and she was merely the third


Details | Free verse | |

The Affair

I carry one in my pocket for moments like this
For in her delight I truly will find bliss
Unwrapping  content I now slip thereon
I long for her sensuousness
Thus we two become decadent and sinful
Her melting is my excite
As orgasmic taste buds ooze with delight
I moan and savior her giving in to this affair
Eyes now crossed I come forth with a trimble
Oh- sweet chocolate 
I love you! 


Details | Monorhyme | |

True or False: A Little Teaser

 Here's something for you,
 To guess if it's true.
 About little old me,
 Just wait, and you'll see:
 On my dream wedding day,
 I went out of my way,
 To bid an adieu
 To my lover so true.
 The problem with this?
 It took one simple kiss,
 From that gentleman friend...
 For my wedding to end.


Details | Free verse | |

I CAN

I CAN I met a man, Let's call him Peter Pan; When I came in, He flew out; When I came out, He flew in; But he really was always - Round about; Just hiding here, and there - A zealot. I knew one day that he would Tell it; Like it is, And more to boot; One can never be sure of, A man in a suit. That's why I love, My Peter Pan; He makes me feel, That I can!


Details | I do not know? | |

Burger Love

her quarter-pounder eyes edged with charcoal coaxed me inside. her round succulent body i savoured hungrily as from table to table she rolled. a small gherkin green nose sat on lips of tomato sauce surrounded by a cheesy smile. as my fingers touched i knew it was burger love.


Details | I do not know? | |

Professional Divorcé

Lost in emotions
Two souls approaching new path
Bitterness adorned


Forgetting love, possibly they shared.
Reasoning on the fights, they had bared.
Manly disfiguring blow.
So possible you know.
Now departing, both no longer  paired.


Marriages four, divorced three times now in this life of mine.

If another comes my way, next lover shall be a glass of wine..




For
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Contest Name ~DIVORCE CLUB~ 


Details | Rhyme | |

A Fantasy of Leisure

A dream vacation would be nice
All alone or with a little spice
Me, myself and I or a partner to ride
In the sky or on board
With some spice should I say more
You tour me and I tour you
Better yet let's tour the view
You never know what that can brew
Steamy hot and boiling too
On an island with a beach
Sunny rays no kids to leach
Surrounded with nothing but peace
Better yet surrounded by palm trees
In weather more than eighty degrees
Or better yet a place of sin
More amusing for adults and friends
Las Vegas where the night never ends
Glitzy, bright, casinos, right
A place where you really tend to spend all night
But maybe that's just too much fun
Just too loud with too many crowds
A better fantasy, romantic style
Paris or Italy wouldn't that be wild
A bunch of souvenirs of my fantasy compiled
The Eiffel Tower or the Louvre Museum or a visit to the Notre Dame Cathedral
With so much to see maybe I should bring people
But what ever I do and this might seem evil
I'll bring adults no little people

 


Details | Chastushka | |

GUINEA BOOK-PIG

    THE GUINEA BOOK-PIG

At four she was a guinea pig
For a rising college geek
‘Cause the kid was talkative
Perfect brain to take a peek

So the testing started there
Little questions never ended
Hungry little mind was bright
Former life was now suspended

Didn’t jazz and didn’t play
Let her mournful dogs run wild
Didn’t swing and didn’t climb
Became a different, sober child

Read newspapers, wanted more
‘who is what and what is why’
Annoyed the neighbors and her cats
‘tell me how to testify!’

Reading things beyond her years
‘here’s a book, now zip it up’
No one paid attention what--
So she read to fill her cup

In the summer age of seven
Brother studied long and hard
Morte D’Arthur spent the night
Flashing with his mighty sword

Dashing all the summer long
With the heroes of the Table
Rode and battled, saved the day
Brushed her horse in Arthur’s stable

Ulysses sailed in close behind
Wicked Sirens plied their trade
Then a buddy left a Fleming
Full blown sex was then displayed

So she passed the books around
To the friends who had no sources
Little girls with Barbie dolls 
played at passion and divorces

What a start to what a life
Wouldn’t have it changed a bit
But if Mother would have known
Certain she would have had a fit.

By Victoria Anderson-Throop ©
November 30, 2012


Details | Free verse | |

The Image Of Being In Need

The Image of Being In Need

My eyes are covered in gauze,
from dirt scratching 
both of my corneas.

My boyfriend leads me around
otherwise I'd find myself on my 
knees feeling the ground.

He takes care of me
and tends to my needs.

He accidently squirts 
ear wax cleaner
into my eyes instead 
of my prescribed 
eye drops.

Oh the pain,
I thought would 
drive me insane.
No apologies either!

He picks my clothes out
and helps me dress,
too close for my
comfort.

The humility found in 
depending on another
for survival was not high.

So glad I'm looking
for a new guy now,
the image of me
depending on him
for a lifetime
is not a good one.

For he left me
feeling more like
a burden then
a friend in need,
to me that
makes him 
a bad seed
for me.


Details | I do not know? | |

You Wouldn't Know Good Lovin'

You can tell me that you love me
  But…I know that it ain’t true
Because you left on Sunday
  Said you were tired of feelin' blue

So now it’sTuesday afternoon
  And you’re coming around again
Well it doesn’t really matter
  Cuz, I ain’t lettin’ you back in

You said that you had changed
  Told me you knew you’d done me wrong
Well baby I heard that old line before
  Same ole’ story same ole’ song

Cuz’ you wouldn’t know good lovin'
  If it came knockin’ at your door
You wouldn’t know it now
  Darlin’- you never did before

I know you well enough by now
  That you’d say most anything
To get right back into my heart
  But baby…
When it comes to good lovin’
  You don’t even know where to start

So you think that I’d believe you
  With that same ole’ dance and song
Well, baby there just ain’t no way
  Now go on back where you belong

Cuz, you wouldn’t know good lovin'
  If it stared you in your face
Once you had me, now you’ve lost me
  Now...
Go find someone else to chase



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Just one wish

If I could have a single wish
And have that wish come true
I’d wish that we could always be
Together, me and you

I’d wish eternal happiness
A lifetime filled with bliss
To hold you in my arms each night
And feel your tender kiss

Just having you beside me
Is all I that I desire
You are the one I dream of
You set my heart on fire

I’d wish for you because, you know,
I simply can’t resist ya
But.If you don’t stop your moaning’
I’ll be wishing for your sister


Details | Free verse | |

Just To let You Know

I’ve eaten the chocolates you brought last night
   in the box that was prettier then the taste of the candy
 
   oh… 
forgive me, I don’t mean to sound ungrateful
 
   but... 
I’m not that kind of girl you know 
  one who is bribed by roses and Whitmans 

   nor...
am I likely to fall for fluid practiced lines
  meant to make a girl swoon and fall in love 
for a careless hour of your time
  with your hungry, shallow anticipations…
of removing my pearls and chemise
 
  you know…
the one who waits with excited expectations
  for your silvery seductions...
just yearning to be seduced 
  by your lover boy’s touch
 
  or …
for a midnight tryst 
  that ends before it even begins
 
  oh yes... 
I see your majolica, opaque heart 
  It reveals the opacity of your dull mind 
 
  nay,...
you interest me not 
  my heart rises to the golden boy
the one who laughs with his eyes
 
  and...
he really does see me with his heart
  the one who listens- who knows the color of my eyes 
he spends $1 on my favorite kind of licorice

  not… 
$20 for a meaningless box of chocolates or…
  roses meant only to impress
 
he's the one who learns quickly 
  he really wants to know things about me
those little endearments…
 
  you know...
like what my middle and last names are
  he knows and sees what I have to offer
it will be appreciated by a true heart 

for I am not an empty headed
  young, seductress 
  waiting...
to sweep you off your feet 
with empty lines and ploys 

  no...
I am not that she 
  who expects fancy gifts 
unloading your checkbook of it's contents
  putting out her soul for sale

  no...
I'm not some plastic Tinker toy 
  you put together and then pull apart
 
  so… 
I think I’ll just wait until he comes along
  If not…
when I’m alone I’m happy 
  the smell of the dogwood
their fragrance in the breeze
  I’m okay with just being me


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the world of love

“I love you.” 
“I love you too.”
His half crooked smile
Lets’ me know it’s true

His feelings for me are real
But do I really love him, like I love you?
I’m not sure about what I thought I once knew…

When I look into his eyes, I see the darkness, 
The mystery pulling me to wonder,
 Is this real?
Can someone be replacing the boy I loved so long ago?
Can someone actually fix this broken heart? 

“Let’s run away together and leave our troubles behind.”
I look at him like he’s crazy. 
“Let’s do it; just you and I.”
 Am I just as crazy? 

His lips are warm; not like yours but sweet and soothing
He holds me tight as he plans this trip of the world  
“The world of love” is what he calls it. 
I like it. “What places do you have in mind?”
“Anywhere you want to go, as long as I’m with you.”


Details | Sonnet | |

Shall I Compare Thee

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more stormy and less temperate.
Rough winds do shake our fragile bonds of May,
And summer's temper hath all too short a date.

Sometime too hot your sweat does shine,
And often is your beauty dimmed;
And every handsome man you do decline,
by chance, they leave chest hair untrimmed.

Part 2 Variation
Shall I compare thee to a winter’s day?
Thou art as stormy and as cold
And do leave me longing for May
And winter’s temper too long showed
Sometime too cold yours eyes shine GREY


Details | Prose Poetry | |

I Don't Give A Damn About Your Hair

It is a pretty morning.
Sun is breaking through.
Moon is setting in the west
My mind begins to think of you.
.
I'm sipping on my coffee
Would you like a cup?
We can watch the sunrise
Before our dogs wake up.
.
Let me hold your hand
Look into your in eyes.
Say how much I love you
As the sun brightens up the sky.
.
Your reflection upon a moonbeam
Is something to behold.
But with a ray of sunshine
Your true beauty does unfold.
.
Your smile is still enticing
Though your hair is still a mess.
Your eyes still have a twinkle
I think now you look the best.
.
I love you cause your beautiful.
I love you for you care.
I love it when you miss me.
I love it what we share.
.
Your heart is such a warm place.
I'm so glad that I am there. 
The way that you make love to me
I don't give a damn about your hair!!!


Details | Free verse | |

Have You Ever Loved Someone So Much You'd Cut An Arm Off For Them

Literally cut off an arm for them
                 shrivelling white bone protruding, screaming from the pale flesh
The ultimate expression of honey, darling, sweetheart
   and wonder.
Floating like cannonballs, just dying
 batteries. No more  struggling, flailing legs.
Excitedly scribbling next to me 
   a feeling like jeans upon your touch    or fresh toast
crisp yet damp.
  I’d just like to shake you. Rattle the bones beneath your
skull, maybe even kill a few brain cells if I feel like it 
   and where have they taken you, claiming you
but not my legs and arms. Perhaps I do not wonder enough 

Dangling on the edge of the world,
You do not forsake those offering solace
   Rather you slice and cut until the edge of the world ends 
And becomes your very own playground.
 Then you need not worry,
   but had better bloody worry.
After all it’s what makes you, and us, human. 


Details | Blank verse | |

promenade

The Promenade. 

Another day Sunday at the seaside resort luckily there were 
no carousels, few kids and those who were there behaved 
textbook like, with their grandparents loyally eating ice cream 
and drinking soda pops; since they were given everything they 
wanted, there were few tantrums. 

The latest trend now (for women) is to wear long, lose fitting 
flowering dresses and my wife said she still had dresses like that 
going  back forty years; she will wear one of them tomorrow. 
Grand yachts at the marina I counted three “Aston Martins” 
wondered if Prince Charles was around. Yet on the promenade 
I saw mostly pensioners who had been saving for a year to have 
this one vacation. I was the only one who murmured darkly if 
the rich had paid their taxes; but what do you expect of a man 
who wants to bring back the guillotine. 

Time has mellowed me the weather was summery I wore blazer 
and looked posh (that´s what she said) and I did my best to keep 
my stomach in. This is an enchanting time we tried not to think 
of tomorrows as we sat on a bench eating ice-cream yogurt
…it has less sugar.    


Details | Haiku | |

Lonely Love

There was a boy named Chew Too Who. He fell in love with a girl named Sue. He gave her a flower, But it was too sour. She fell in love with someone new.


Details | I do not know? | |

Illegitimi non Carborundum

Illegitimi non carborundum ;-)


...Staggering, my vision cloudy,


I fall to the hard ground.


when life’s sharp left-jab leaves my face bloody,


and all that surrounds me, is the desolation of loss I feel all around.



I see myself slipping,

down the abyss to where nothingness exists,


still, I cling on, groping for a foothold,

for my will to stay persists.



I clamber up, I stand my ground, though battered and bruised I may be,


my curtain is not falling yet, I have some fight still left in me.



It is then, in the pit of despair, when all seems bleak and painful and dull,


I summon the strength from deep within,


I rise, slowly, to face the day,


I refuse to sink,

to wallow, to surrender, to throw in the towel,


to drown,


for I am stronger now,


indeed I am, after all the years, and all the battles,


I stand, bruised and bloody,


still,


I stand,


I refuse, to sink, to drown,


for they can try, to punish me some more,


but I shall not allow them to grind me down…


;-)


Details | Rhyme | |

AN EMBRACE TO REMEMBER

I was wondering how it happened,
That we were in the wrong place at the wrong time.
We had gone there without thinking of anything but love,
Love so true, so deep, so fine.


We had gone to the hotel the night before, 
She was to be my true and only one.
We embraced each other that night as husband and wife,
And planned to continue until the rising sun.


I had prepared it well, at least I thought,
A great dinner, show, and then Champaigne.
She added her own personal touch for me,
A hot, slinky, pink, see-thru negligee.


Oh, I was aroused, to say the least,
The Champaigne wasn't the only thing to pop!
Then, in the midst of our doing as lovers do,
We lost our focus and had to stop.


Something was amiss there in the night,
Just what I could not tell.
Her countenance changed so rapidly,
From tender lover... to demon from hell.


In a funny way I felt so strange,
I knew she had felt it too.
But the testosterone in me just had to ask,
"Did the Earth Move for You?"


She looked at me with mouth agape,
"How could you ever ask that of me?
When we are alone on our honeymoon,
Thousands of miles from home, here in Chile."


"Of course the earth moved for me,
Do you think I have no feelings at all?"
"Of course you do!",  said I in sheepish reply,
"Did you hear something coming from the hall?"


We both got dressed quickly then,
And we bolted for the door.
As the earth had moved for everyone,
The shaking was coming from the floor.


I had never experienced an earthquake you see,
So my natural thought was that it was me.
But when that building started to shake,
I had to take it more seriously.


We got to the street just in time,
As the hotel fell into a heap.
Yet there I was with only the clothes on my back,
And a newlywed bride...I guess I would keep.


"Did the Earth Move for You?"


Details | Light Poetry | |

What A Liar

Eve Rules
  Adam Drools  {Joseph Spence }

My garden
  Beg Your Pardon

Succalant Mango
     Let's Tango

Vineyard
    Man Work Hard

More grapes
   Apples Ate

Bare Essance
   My preference

Why Oh Why
  Did Adam Try


Cause Snaked Lied
   And Humanity Died


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Riddle me this

Riddle me this
 a question I raise
this thing I have found still keeps me amazed
This thing has no weight
 or numbers or size
there is little use seeing it
 for it confuses the eyes.
It has no length
 though at times it is too short
if you have figured it out, my your quite a sport
If I‘ve got you stumped how about some more clues
with out a little of this
 there would be no you.
It has no smell and the taste isn’t there
but if you have it
 people will stare
it has no color though
 I have heard it can be blue
some times with green eyes
is that the right clue
you can look your whole life
and find it just once
if it has not come to you yet
please don’t feel a dunce
I have heard people say it is sent from above
if you need one more clue
lets just call it love


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Paradise Isle

The kids are gone, I'm retired, I'm taking a long vacation,
To an island with sunny beaches - that's my destination!
I'll spend the days savoring a climate of seventy-two degrees,
Snoozing beneath the palms, fanned by an ocean breeze!

Each morn as I stretch and yawn to meet another gorgeous day,
A glorious sunrise greets me from across the shimmering bay!
I release the worries and frustrations from my languid soul,
As upon the beautiful, sandy strand I take my morning stroll!

'Tis soothing to the ear as the surf floods the pristine beach.
Beyond that there is heard only the terns' occasional screech.
Sandpipers and sidling crabs entertain me scurrying about.
I watch a ship across the aqua sea, plying its leisurely route!

'Tis relaxing to sip a rum swizzle when another day is done,
And just sit back to enjoy the grandeur of the setting sun!
Later, as though emerging from the sea, rises a brilliant moon,
And romantic music serenades me from across the lagoon!

I'll have a lobster dinner, then to bed because it's getting late,
Or maybe a dip in the surf! But hold on! Just a minute!  Wait!
Gliding across the moonlit beach something makes my eyes gleam!
A bikini-clad beauty....! Alas, the missus pokes me shattering my dream!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved


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Looking for Me

Silken lips, so velvet. Eyes a wolf desires.
Touch so full of meaning, all of time transpires.
Heat so full of passion, smile instills delight,
This heart longs each second, to be that lucky Mr. Right.


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dress revolution

The dress Revolution 
Sometimes the longing for the past is like a constant 
hunger by the underfed. Summers were endless and 
I was the first to wear shorts and sandals in town; 
had bought them in Aruba, coming off a ship going 
home I met my mother and sister, they were shocked
no one dressed frivolous back then. I wore a T. shirt
 too on it was written: “I Love New York.” 
Mother thought I ought to change into long trouser, 
wear a proper shirt, preferable white, and tie, sister 
was impressed though. I loved my youth to be different
from the norm. But time was changing fast, five years 
on everyone wore shorts and had long hair, Jogging in 
the park I was the only one, now you can´t walk for joggers.
I started this revolution, but where is my plaque?  


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Boy Is She The One

<                                   Betty Davis eyes
                                     Marilyn Monroe's thighs
                                     Greta Garbo's lies
                                     Elizabeth Taylor's cries
                                     Tells me this is why
                      
                                     Is She The One
                                     Is She The One
                                     Is She The One For Me

                                    Britney Spears
                                    Miley Cyrus sneers
                                    Rihanna's fears
                                    Oh my dear
                                    One thing's clear

                                    Is She The One
                                    Is She The One
                                    Is She The One For Me

                                    Madonna's dares
                                    Cher's dairy air
                                    Heart's flare
                                    Fleetwood Mac I don't care
                                    Just wondering there
                      
                                    Is She The One
                                    Is She The One
                                    Is She The One For Me
                                    
                           
                                    
                             


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Kate's Bible Add On

And it came to pass that they ate their dinner
and that she did washeth up.
And she did leave the dishes to drain
Whilst she put on the washing machine.
and the man was very pleased.

And it further came to pass
that she gave the man some pudding
and he was more pleased.
And then it came to pass the he fell asleep
By the fire.

And the Lord God,said
who is this man that sleepeth by his fire?
And he said,I shall waken him up
And the man awoke,
And God spake unto him

How is it that the woman laboureth in ye kitchen.
And that thou sleepeth here in an armchair.
and the man said,
but Thou didst order women to labour.
And the Lord God said unto the man
Why dost Thou remember so selectively what I have said?
And the man said,
I knoweth not and therefore I will help this woman.
And the Lord God said,
Why dost thou not think of it thyself?
And the man said in reply,
It was Thou that made me,O God.

And the Lord God was displeased with the man.
so he called down a plague of butterflies
To prevent him from sleeping.
And when the woman came in
she was much pleased to see these butterflies
and so she fell onto the man
And he did make love unto her.
And the cat was very pleased.

For it thrilled him to watch humans mating
and gave him hope
That the Lord God would take his rib and make a mate for him.
And indeed it doth seem to have happened
Judging by all the cats staring in ye old window here
And by their ecstatic yelps
That the Lord God was very generous with them
and made them many mates.
For truly there is no jealousy among them
And they mate freely and happily
and never have rows about the washing up..as they eat straight from the can.Amen

Here endeth thy lesson for today.


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Like A Glue Trap

Let me give you a little rap You remind me of a glue trap You just being there Keeps drawing me near Then when I get close I get right up to your nose Once you make the touch I get pulled in so much Then there’s no letting go You know, this hug from Flo It’s just so hard to pry away Comfortably stuck, I’d like to stay When we do break the hold My body is like a jell-o mold So it made me want to do a little rap Because you are - like a glue trap Florence McMillian (Flo)


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Love SickLove

My lover really makes me sick!
I swear this is no mean trick
to get you to read anther line,
take more of your valuable time.

But my love really makes me shout
All these tiny little spots come out
My body heaves and rolls about
once again those spots come out.
Over arms, legs and body too...
I’m in despair, what can I do?

'LEAVE HIM!!' Is that what I heard you say?
Real life’s never quite that way
If it were really quite so simple
Your nose wouldn’t have that ENORMOUS Pimple!!




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Monsieur Arac H Nid

My petite blushing rose
come turn your face towards me.
Ignore yon flitting and buzzing pests
silly dandies in black and yellow vests.

I long to spring upon your long green stem
dance amongst your soft and silky leaves
I'd spin a sparkling web so sweet and fine
then weave two cups of dew from which we'd dine.

They will simply tease and rob you of your gold
and adorn themselves of your fine riches.
Then without so much as a thanks or care
they'd desert you for other treasure scenting the air.

They cannot need you or love you as my heart does
for they already have another queen to return to.
They are brazen, drunken fools that can't hold your wine
or understand this ache so pure as ever will be mine.

So cast but one glance toward this winsome beau
and I can draw my last breath with joy.
I'll spin us a heart of gossomer thread and dew
for Monsieur Arac. H. Nid and his lady rose too!

©Jane Richer
16/03/2012


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Did You Know Love Was In An Accident

Did you know, Love was in an accident?

What! When? Where? Wow!  My, my. Tell me it’s a lie.
Can we pause for a moment of silence, focusing on love? Hold on there, love not gone. It’s real, but love wasn’t killed.

When did it happen? It was yesterday evening, I’m believing. It happen, when love was leaving. Everything seem peaceful, it was a lovely day, so they say.

Where was love? In a quite restaurant enjoying a delicious meal. And in came the unreal.  Love was taken by surprise; no one thought love would survive.

Wow!  All were speechless, love seem so powerless. As if someone had stolen all the joy. I am telling you what I know, but I suppose there is more.

I had warned love to be very careful. Always check out your company.  Don’t be in a hurry; look in all directions before proceeding, and definitely no speeding.

Poor love.  Made an illegal turn, and ran head on into trouble. Had a concussion and saw double. Forgot the basic rules of the game; avoid some situations, its okay to be ashame.

I believe love will learn to yield the right of way, on the next given day. It really didn’t have to be this way.

Innocent bystanders saw what happen to love. They said a few kind words while looking above. Someone dialed 1-800-Broken-Heart. It didn’t take long, the crew arrived and love was still alive.

Love is in therapy and recovering from love-gitis. They said it could have been worst; thank God there was no Funeral Hurst.

Sometimes our hearts get the best of us, especially in tender moments, warm occasions and special situations.

Thank you love, live long and always remember, sometimes things go wrong.
Have A Lovely Day…
Dr. “G”


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Rodeo Anyone? (Ode to Love at Burning Man)

One look at you and it’s on...
	Sunshine’s breeze is on
white buttocks on Black Rock;
	She has cowgirl boots on...
Dirt kicking fun; Hanging out in the sun;
	Horseshoeing around.

I’ve been alone; Roamed barren lands;
Pissed in an oasis; Lost my way
in order to find my way;
Found a rare flower, rose to the occasion;
then Fled town with the rodeo;
Searched the worldwide;
Been to the end of the line;
And found my way back to you...

Rattlesnake ponytail...
	Scorpion’s clench...
Red wrapped long legs...
	Chapless ass...
Playa mama tips her hat...
	Oh Ms. Henderson – 
How do you do?

This country is where it’s at... 



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Desire

Stuttering words, they fade away
dying like a flame gone cold;
Nothing much is left to say
but this need that's born of old,
old as the skies up above.

Now! Now! the fervent plea
sung by lips seeking a bond;
This must be... it must be...
frantic pants of souls love-burned,
dazed by desire's hot touch

Our eager lips cling together
urging on an explosion;
Time recedes, she goes further
borne by waves of that ocean
that sweeps across our hungry hearts.

Alas! her father, he walks in
and we spring far-far apart;
Babbling words to hide our sin
still it burns in our hearts
this earth-born need between you and I


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Did Father Let You Go

My soul mate My soul mate
Did father let you go?
From the pearly gates of heaven
In due time we shall know
My true love My true love
Just being in your presence
My faced began to glow
Our first encounter was pleasant
My future man My future husband
Meeting you was a blessing
It happen so quickly you were my man and I became your woman
My time with you so far has been amazing
You had to be sent from heaven
Because when I met you I promised to be in a love recession


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I Fell In Love

I fell in love; my heart goes thump, thump.
You, dear one, a beautiful tree stump.
Creases that shine so clear.
Your presence, calls me near.
Say you love me, while I have this bump.

My heart craves in desire, for your rings.
Fire burns inside, as the minstrel sings.
Your caress sometimes rough,
I am your man; I am tough.
Say you will be mine, please, my lust springs.

My darling, thus true, you are my stump.
Adore resting on you, on my rump.
I ache for answer, soon.
Before the budding moon,
My sweet love, do not make me a chump.



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In The Dog House

The Dog House
Caught, he lied to her;
His ebullient smile said all,
On the couch he sleeps.


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Working she thought I be

so there I was 
fishin just because
working I told her I be

she didn't know my where abouts
or me in's and me outs
bet her I'm home by 2 or 3

trolling a long
scratchin my ding dong
happy as could be

so there I was
don't know why it do's what it does
It was a sound so eerie

then there was a pop
the outboard came to a stop
stranded there I be

so I ate a moon pie in style
drank RC cola awhile
and stared at the sea

then I knew it wasn't the end 
but there came a little wind
and capsized I be

so there I was all alone
and was scared to the bone
all around me was sea 

before me flashed my life
and my beautiful wife
a widdow, she will be

I knew I wouldn't fail her
I'm the son of a sailer
tuffer than nails I be

so without my boat
I did the dead mans float
and swam, when I, had energy

oh how I wished
I didn't get jellyfished
stinging, all over, me

"god I can't tell you where to begin"
"promise I won't do it again!"
"fishing, she'll know I be"

"so if I had another chance"
"I just pooped in my pants!"
"I won't, let you, down you see"

"so forgive for my sin"
"and I'll say amen"
"I sure, hope, you hear me"

I almost gave up
but I kept my chip up
it just wasn't meant to be 

so with all that I am
I kicked hard, paddled, and swam
then a shrimp boat I see

then with god I made a bet
when it passed by I'd grab the net
thankfully saved I be

well I was no longer alone
and on my way home 
hero's they were to me

and though I was wet
my wife lost the bet
made it home by a quater to three.....
..............am

By Captain Mike


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Pilfered

Someone broke into my heart
And caught me off my guard.
He pilfered every ounce of love
And left a calling card.

I don't know how he did it.
I'm stunned beyond belief.
My heart was broken into
And ravaged by a thief.


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Men and Byrds

When I gazed upon the lavender SKY
The sun was there to get in my EYE 
Blinding my sight for a short time
As I stared toward SPACE
My thoughtz began to RACE
Then something flew by catching my eye
It was a Byrd gliding by……

A sight easy to look at, impossible to HOLD
Gliding so smoothly, the gesture so BOLD
It kinda remindz me of my relationships with men…….
Who are easy to look at but impossible to HOLD
Gliding thru life smoothly with gestures so BOLD

Lookin at those Byrdz, a lovely sight INDEED
Similar to men in many wayz though different BREED
I love lookin up at Byrdz & sometimes men INSTEAD
But many men like those Byrdz will crap on yo HEAD


 
Written & copyrighted by Tone Jaxson


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FORESEEING A GREAT DAY

I'm waking up rubbing my winking eyes
so sensitive to the burst of the first sunrays;
I open wide the off-whilte Venetian blinds of older days,
to get a better view of a sun never hiding its surprises.


I go straight to the kitchen tripping on the way,
I'll brew a fresh pot of Maxwell coffee: sweet and strong;
just four cups a day: its a good way to rewind and sing
that folk song that caught my attention yesterday.


I quickly jump into the shower with light blue curtains
displaying red canyons in the background as eagles fly
over breathtaking praires, but who can hear this voice...
if not the caged parrot that repeats it with a sorrowful cry? 


I will set him free today and let him choose his own destiny,
parrots or any other bird weren't meant to be locked in cages;
yes, they are similar to us seeking freedom and loving harmony,
so why should we deny them happiness causing them many pains?


Off to work, looking my best: with gray suit which costed four hundred bucks,
and a silver tie to match my black shoes...well-trimmed fingernails is a must;
A splash of Obsession to turn on single, attractive girls at Starbucks.
I drive off in my shiny green Honda, foreseeing a great day until dusk.


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Relationship Math

They say one is the loneliest number,
And two heads are better than one.
But I say -1 is worse,
Because then you know what’s missing.
They say it is better to have loved and lost,
Then to never have loved at all
But they also say ignorance is bliss,
And knowing is half the battle
[Go Joe!]
The hell that is loss,
Is greater than lonely.
So I say screw them/they.
Learn to love yourself-
The only one who will be there for life…
Without you +1 or -1 doesn’t matter…
(It all averages out in the end…)


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Between Friends

They were in love and they hated each other. They couldn’t stand to be in the same room together. Falling in love was a new experience. It changed the way they looked at the world and the way they looked at themselves. It brought with it the intense agony and ecstasy; the hedonism that are part of being in love. They didn’t want to fall in love but they couldn’t help themselves. It was something out of their control. They had once been best friends but now, because of the woman they loved, they hated each other.


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I've Got You Now

Upon a lonely Autumn night
I spied my prince by artificial light
Our eyes then met, and all was well
His voice, so sweet, said "Go to Hell!"

I laughed it off, assured he jest
And vowed that I would do my best
To win the hand of that valiant prince
By exposing my heart, my love to evince

For many a day, I followed his ways
Learning the patterns of his days
Careful to hide in alley and bush
Awaiting the moment of the ambush

My love, I knew, would fall to my feet
If ever I worked up the courage to meet
Aided, perhaps, with a hint of persuasion
Enhanced by the use of anaesthatization

Too shy to approach lest the ideal I mar
I followed the life of my love from afar
He seemed not to even know I exist
Oh, but I knew that that I could fix!

Upon a lonely Winter night
I spied my prince walking by streetlight
Our eyes then met, and before he could speak
I silenced him with professionally employed technique

Alas, we would finally be happy as one
Belong to me or belong to no-one
I'll have my way, as I always do
I know that I was made for you

Don't resist my psychotic persuasion
I've an episode for every occasion
An embittered word you devise to delay
Will only make you easier to sway

When in the darkness you feel fear
You can know that I am near
Waiting, watching, alway there
You will be my cross to bear

My dear, there's no reason to be blue
I promise I'm not going to hurt you
All I want is your fickle heart
You and I will never part

Something wicked this way will come
Resist all you want, we both know you'll succumb
Be it by poison, blackmail or lie
You can't escape me, however you try


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I Am A Man

I am a man both tall and proud I write poetry Yes tis true You may go ahead and mock But when the women flock I will laugh at thee Hee hee


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A wink and a prayer


Loose in the hopes of dread...
Oh, my own lover!
He was such a bold flirt;
with his love unclaimed,
he could recite George Boole
he was one of the old Cool.
He never reached his goal.
so with my bling and some flair
I hoped he'd open the enchanted bud
To the music of his lyre.
I'll pray this for him:
t hat he should find what he wreaks
and write it down with a stylus.
Really he is the allurement of angels
He was my epiphany
Make it up, as the clocks clang..
It's not really you...it's just an affliction.
I can do nothing for my calves
It's because of all the punning I did once.
I can't even lump a stone over a wall now.
My arms are as weak as Trojans.
I never suffer viruses to be declassified.
Like I said,just wink and say a prayer..
In God we dare.


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Nose to nose

Our bodys close
I feel the heat radiating, pulsating
The sweet smell of your cologne tickles my nose
Your making me quiver from head to toe
Breathing deep and lost
Skin so soft
All to be heard is our heartbeats,
As you hold onto your breathe
Your short gasps of air, my fingers gliding threw your hair
Bliss at its finest
Laughing supressed
Our actions take us onto the cold hard floor
Oh, how I love our tickle wars

Comment? :)


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The only one

                                                        The only one

My heart hopped,
Or I should say ‘stopped’,
I was shocked,
Because with me, he talked!

It’s me, the only one,
Whom he chose,
I’m the luckiest one on the earth,
It is like he has given me a red rose!

I was surprised, he’s so cute!
I stared at him, my voice mute,
It was like I was on cloud nine,
As if we were going to dine!

I was fully filled with glee,
The other girls did envy me,
He’s the handsomest, of all men,
And I said, “Yes, you can take my pen.”


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IS IT EARLY IN THE DAY

Is it early in the day?
Is my fingers faster than my heart
Or my heart beats faster than yours
Are my eyes running ahead of my, your legs?
Is this a contagious disease or plague of two?
Are these common symptoms 
or an isolated case?
Are you immuned against the ancient poisoned arrow?
Am I the only one who has caught the bug?
Do you feel what I feel?
Do you see what I see?
Have you found a cure so quick,
Whereas, I think what ails us is eternal?
Is your timepiece + or -?
Is it early in the day?
To make little wishes and see them 
To think that this is for real
To believe that this our little thing
Will see us all the way and outlast both of us
is it early in the day?




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Seconds

Time spent with you
only seemed to last for a second,
but those moments are savored
and remembered forever.
Your words and actions play back
in my head like past memories,
as I recall on the times I spent by your side.
Some say it takes time to fully understand
the depths and deeps of a relationship.
But have they been through this?
Have they struggled to find the words to say,
a poem escaped from their lips.
Nothing more than a pathetic attempt
to explain how only these few seconds were enough.
To have this shell-shocked boy questioning himself.
She did not do all that much in that past second,
but it was enough to have his world brightened.
Suddenly…
She was gone
He was alone
Love at first sight lost forever,
Until the next girl came along, just for a second


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Let's Be In A Relationship

So you can crush my hopes

Destroy my dreams

Puncture my heart

Murder my self esteem

Vaporize my personal confidence

Humiliate my ego

While throwing me into an abyss of self doubt

On the bright side

You will give me plenty of new material

To write about

I guess I should be in a relationship more often

I guess this is the life of a writer




Find more of my writings and poems at jorgesouthkorea.com


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Sushi Bar

Sushi Bar
Music and drinks poured;
Fresh sushi on her body,
He chose his viand.


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Runcorn Moonlit Romance

Through the erotic alleyways
of dim set lamppost light,
smoky the figure struts on by
to catch the last bus of the night.
It's gone past eleven,
and it's down grim lucks drive,
but she'd've danced till dawn
swimming in any old dive-
Off goes the lady of liquor,
toes screeching to be a little quicker,
Her blisters cry to green sleeves 
But she daren't try paddling in hazer's heap.
And she is in presence of charm
by tweens and men offering her arm.
They serenade her beauty in heckled praise:
"Your dead fit- give us a gob-job la"
and with a hickup she giggles,
and coyly flutters her stuck on eyes.

Oh the seductive sound of chavs zipper
that to her delight moonlight flicker
gives a hint to their gift like that of the ripper.
She passes by,
oh those gentle pricks of enticement-
the serenade fading to silence,
meeting her backed against the wall.
Nervous she presses her dress to her stomach,
blushing she takes her other hand
seductively pressing it on her lips and down her throat.
He grabs her wrist and thrusts his surprise toward it,
she bows her head in submission,
taking a firm grip-
she lurches and twists.

"There you go" she legs it. 


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Bed for Sleepin'

We ****ed everywhere but the bed.
  My favourite being the bonnet of your car,
    inside our limbs were spun in misdirection 
Outside be better my words etched by breath into the window
      you dressed, I dared just my wellies,
                                        the cows watched with television stares.
So surreal was the icy darkness
   as you lay my back upon your metal bed,
thirsty for flesh
   vision tinged, infinity stars plunging high.
Driving back along the bumpy lane
Was alright wont it      utter yes
                   I do wonder if I could lay my head upon
a pillow in lust.


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I am Not Poison

There are many types,
 of poisons, like poison ivy, 
hemlock, sumac, we also
have belladonna, and arsenic.

I am not poison, neither 
have venom, nor a virus…

Why have I not, heard from 
you for such a long time…

Did I say something,
that you didn’t like?

You can call or you come 
over whenever you want…

I am not toxic, nor am 
I venomous, nor do 
I have a virus...

I am not poisonous…

By Sandra L. Hoban
©2004


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SUNBLOCK

In my sixteens I used to go to Rockaway Park
on the A train made famous by Armstrong's song,
it had rides, small restaurants and a clean beach...
there I got golden brown with lots of cappertone.
I looked more handsome in a tan that boys envied,
and flexing my sexy body, I seduced many girls.

Back then in the late sixties, gals who whistled
to get a boy's attention was considered rude,
had they lived today, it would have been quite normal...
has any woman winked at you when you walked 
on the boardwalk or lay on a beach towel?
Don't be embarrassed because lifestyles change... 
and we must change, if we ought to fit in!


Sometimes romance or flirting didn't come that easily,
with a long face I hopped on the train and viewed 
the Jamaica Bay with its wild life unfolding before me...
the quietest place for a teenager who loved Nature;
and while many sunsets saw me spell-bound,
I hated to go back and live the mundane life, 
but at least I had gotten an adorable tan and looked hot! 


My completion is ruddy as Adam's was...what a healthy, attractive color!
It wont take much sunblock to get darker than those California guys...
what about the pretty girls seen on Baywatch? Pamela looks great in summer.
And crossing my fingers, I wish for one like that to excite my nights!


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I Want A Man

If you want to be my man there's some things you need to understand.


I want a man who can
Don't want a man who can't
I want a man who loves
Don't want a man who hates

I want a man who smells nice 
Don't want a man who stanks 
I want a man who thinks
Don't want a man who drinks 


I want a man who makes me laugh
Don't want a man who makes me cry
I want a man who will stay by my side
Don't want a man who will tell me good-bye


I want a man who's fine
Don't want no man who's ugly
I want a man who's light
Don't want no man who's dark as night


I want a man who's nice
Don't want a man who's mean
I want a man who's clean
Don't want no dirty man


I want a man who will love me forever
Don't want no one night stand
I want a man who ain't  cheap
Don't want man who lives off the streets

I want a man who's got some meat on his bones
Don't want not man that looks like a light pole
I want a man who treats me like a queen
Don't want no man who thinks he's the king

I want a man who does me right
Don't want a man who runs around at night
I want a man 
Don't want no boy


So tell me do you qualify?  




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Trailer Romance

We're getting married and you say you wanna wear white 
I tell you, your chance of doing so ended last night 
I punch you in the arm and say now you can wear black and blue 
You kick me between the legs and say now you're hurting too 
I laugh and stand back up in a fighter's stance 
You say in a sexy voice, ain't nothin' like trailer romance 
Three hours before the ceremony, we each pop open a 24 oz Bull 
Then we puke in stereo as our ceremony comes to a close 
With beer cans clanging behind our Pacer 
I tell you I am with the FBI and they have attached a tracer 
People laugh as we request a spotlight square dance 
She says it will be alright, our honeymoon will have a lot of trailer romance 
One of wedding gifts is a gift card from Big Lots 
Now we can by a dish set, flatware and a couple of pots 
Kissin' cousins, now we are two 
My wife just had our first son, we named him Big Blue 
Next one she bears, girl or boy will be called Bubba, what a great name 
Marrying your kin folk should hold no shame 
Find out how good life can be 
When your cousin is your wife to be 
Go ahead, roll the dice, take a chance 
Now I am a firm supporter of trailer romance